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Post by ♫Cheshire Cat♫ on Jun 26, 2010 21:25:35 GMT -5
Frost stood there on the street her eyes closed listening to the sounds of the balls she was juggling. It was hard because of her blindness, but no one noticed that. The few people that were watching her, were staring at the colorful balls that were being tossed around. How she did it, frost was softly muttering a small spell that let her control the movement of the spheres and then used her ears to pinpoint where they were.
She smirked as she heard the sound of coins being dropped at her feet. the crowds payment for her show.Frost kept going, thinking to herself, 'only a little more leaf, only a little more and I'll com back for you.'
((No one can see that she is blind also she pretends to be a guy, just a reminder)
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Post by March~Hare on Jun 26, 2010 21:38:27 GMT -5
As Chris watched the girl juggle, he wondered how she was doing that good until he heard something that sounded like a spell. He truely didn't care. He liked it better that everyone was watching her instead of looking at the two large bulges on his back that were his wings. As he watched the girl, he searched the crowd for a man that would look somewhat like him. It was easy for him since he was taller than most people. But he then wondered why his dad might be here. So he decided he wanted to know more about this girl. He started to force his way to the front of the crowd to see if he could talk with this juggling girl
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Post by ♫Cheshire Cat♫ on Jun 26, 2010 21:46:10 GMT -5
Continuing with her act The girl decided to do a trick, juggling with only one hand. Letting her left hand rest Frost heard someone make there way to the front of the crowd. This nearly made her mess up, but catching herself she continued with the rhythm of the spell The scuffling of feet came closer as she listened. She also heard people start to leave, more people had come, bringing bigger and better shows. Shows that made noise and laughter, Frost twitched as she listened. One by one she heard them go away into the noisy booths that neighbored her lone stand. Soon enough it was just a handful standing there, they too started to scuffle and go away. Frost sighed and then decided to end her act and go on her way, she had milked this cow dry. She caught the balls and bowed for the crowed. After putting her props away she pulled her hood to the point that it could touch her nose. Scrounging around she tried to pick up all the coins she could grab.
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Post by March~Hare on Jun 27, 2010 11:31:29 GMT -5
As he watched the crowd disipate, he noticed the girl gathering her stuff. He wondered why she wore the hood. He had noticed she was missing some of the coins and decied to help her pick up the coins she missed. As he got closer, he noticed something different about her. A magical feeling was radiating from her. He wanted to touch her but something didn't feel right. He decided to just walk away. He hated being around someone he didn't know well enough to know there name.
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Post by ♫Cheshire Cat♫ on Jun 27, 2010 14:29:19 GMT -5
Frost heard one person in front of her. Telling by the way his feet scuffled on the ground. The person was deciding whether or not to come closer. Frost reached out closer and picked up a coin by the human's feet. She flinched, the person was giving of fey energy. Either they was a weak fairy or a half bred. This person was lucky, most people didn't pay attention to vibes like this. Frost wasn't most people.
"You better hide that smell of your or the hunters will find ya," She said gruffly still holding her masquerade as a male. ((P.s. hunters people who look for mishit children to take them to the orphanage, kinda like bounty hunters just more heartless,))
Then she heard them, large feet that stomped with pride, either it was a bear or them. Blind eyes widened. 'crap how did they find me so fast?' Looking up, her hood still covering most of her face. she just hoped it was a large person but Frost wasn't able to take any chances. Stuffing most of the coins into her side pouch, not caring if she dropped some. The brunette took off running away from the sound of heavy steps. as she passed the scuffling person she told him one important thing.
"Run"
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Post by March~Hare on Jun 27, 2010 22:01:39 GMT -5
Before the boy could think of anything else, he was running next to the juggling girl. He listened to the loud foot steps and began to wonder what they were. "What are they?" He shouted as they were running. The thought of flying was becoming overwealming but he wondered what would happen if he showed his wings in public. He shoved that thought away and contiuned running with the girl. He finally decided it was time to learn this girl's name. "What's your name?" Chris yelled when he felt like he was slowing down. He also noticed a pain in his shoulder. As he looked back he saw an arrow that had pierced his shoulder right above his wing.
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Post by ♫Cheshire Cat♫ on Jun 27, 2010 22:52:13 GMT -5
Frost turned towards the person running next her. Now knowing that they were a boy by the sound of their voice. Listening to his first question and ignoring the second one. Looking to her left, the direction where the voice was coming from. "dang-it I was right, hunters," Thinking quick and fast Frost scanned her brain for ideas. Listening she could hear them setting up their arrows. Her mind raced faster with fear filling her body. steadily weaving through the crowds, she could still could hear the hunters coming after them. Blending in with the crowd wouldn't work, with this lump giving off weaves of magic energy. Then she got it, she would have to concentrate. But what about the guy next to her. The spell was hard enough with one and nothing said she had to help him. But her stupid conscious would nag her to death if she didn't help him.
"Grab my hand"
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Post by March~Hare on Jun 28, 2010 21:56:41 GMT -5
Chris thought about asking why but the pain in his shouder had become greater. This had been one of his most exciting days in this town. He began to wonder why these people were after them and knew that the best choice was to grab this girls hand instead of trying to fly off. But not without getting answers. "I'll grab your hand once you tell me your name." He shouted. The people began shotting their arrows again so he grabbed her hand before he could hit with another arrow. He didn't want to feel that pain again in the same hour. As he held her hand, he waited for what magic would happen.
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Post by ♫Cheshire Cat♫ on Jul 12, 2010 18:38:41 GMT -5
"Gahhh, moron wasting time with useless things. I have hundreds of names, but some people call me Aaron," The young sword fighter spat hearing their chasers loading more arrows. She grabbed a barral of fish and tossed it behind her. Now that they were stalled she began memorizing the right words that she would need to perform the spell. Now she had given her part of her deal Frost grabbed the boy's hand. Soft rhymes spilled out of her mouth concealing them into the back ground, completely hidden. This would only last moments at most but it would give them life precious time to get away from the trigger happy idiots that were chasing them. Turning swiftly to the fight, she tugged the boy with her hoping that her companion would be useful.
"I hope those things on your back have feather, because if they don't we'll literally be sleeping with the fishes."
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Post by March~Hare on Jul 12, 2010 19:12:32 GMT -5
Thinking about what she said, Chris ripped off his shirt so his wings could stretch to their full length. He grabbed the girl around the waist and pushed off the ground as hard as he could. It was much harder since he was flying for two people.
"If you can do something to help Aaron, that would be great. And where are we going?" He had to shout over the noise. It was tireing to fly for two. He could feel she was getting heavier from flying for hours. Chris could feel them descending, his wings stopped flapping, and the world turned black
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